missizzy

At the beginning of last week, I ordered the D&D's Player's Handbook and another quartet of masks. I was more anxious about the timely arrival of the latter. Naturally it's the one that took an eternity to even get into the USPS system, though it finally was received into it yesterday, a full week after it was first shipped.
The former arrived at the end of last week, and I've read through most of it, working out the technical details as I went for the halfling ranger character that's been living in my head since shortly before this pandemic begun. I've been advised to look on Meetup for virtual groups to join. But I'm afraid the prose has left me rather underwhelmed. Also, it lays bare the racism baked into the game, the stuff that the likes of Matt Mercer try to soften in their homebrews.
Still, it's been good reading to accompany the craziness of the US Open. For much of the week, I was actually worried Djokovic's latest blunder would hand a slam to Medvedev, but now I'm looking forward to seeing who can be a much better beneficiary. Disappointed Serena didn't even make the final this time, though. It'll probably only be harder in France.
This has made the most recent episodes of Vox Machina a longer slog, of course. Especially since I've spent most of this week watching through episode 68. Which I've seen the ending to already...